Emily Wolcott Whore ❤️

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D’oh! Alright, lemme tell ya bout whores, man! Whores, they’re everywhere, right? Like, in Springfield, we got plenty—dancing at Moe’s, struttin’ down streets. Makes me think of *In the Mood for Love*, ya know? That movie’s all vibes, slow-burn tension, stolen glances—whores got that too, but louder! Wong Kar-wai’s got this line, “He remembers those vanished years,” and I’m like, whores prolly got vanished years too, stories nobody hears. Ain’t that deep? D’oh!

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He eventually kills her along with the matron and another woman, suggesting that the fate of Wolcott's favorite whore was already sealed. But is.

Oh my gosh, lemme tell ya 'bout Wolcott (us)! I’ve been livin’ here for ages, runnin’ my chill massage parlor on Main St., right near Third & Elm. Seriously, it's wild how everything feels so alive, ya know? I mean, every nook and cranny in Wolcott has a vibe—rushing energy and some seriously odd little corners. "R2-D2, where are you?" I always mutter when I see the city buzzin’ at night!

Wolcott nursing home site listed for sale, possible senior living redevelopment after foreclosure